<dl><dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>Sigma Indri, that's the star.
So, Data, how far? How far?</dd>

<dt>Data:</dt>

<dd>Our ship can get there very fast,
but still the trip will last and last.
We'll have two days till we arrive,
but can the Indrans there survive?</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>LaForge, please give us factor nine.</dd>

<dt>LaForge:</dt>

<dd>But sir, the engines are offline!</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>Offline! But why? I want to go!
Please make is so, please make it so!</dd>

<dt>Riker:</dt>

<dd>But sir, if Geordi says we can't,
we can't, we mustn't, and we shan't.
The danger here is far to great.</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>But surely we must not be late!</dd>

<dt>Troi:</dt>

<dd>I'm sensing anger and great ire.</dd>

<dt>Computer:</dt>

<dd>Alert! Alert! The ship's on fire!</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>The ship's on fire? How could this be?
Who lit the fire?</dd>

<dt>Riker:</dt>

<dd>Not me.</dd>

<dt>Worf:</dt>

<dd>Not me.</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>Computer, how long till we die?</dd>

<dt>Computer:</dt>

<dd>Eight minutes left to say goodbye.</dd>

<dt>Data:</dt>

<dd>May I suggest a course to take?
We could, I think, quite safely make
extinguishers from tractor beams,
and stop the fire, or so it seems...</dd>

<dt>Geordi:</dt>

<dd>Hurray! Hurray! You've saved the day!
Again I say, hurray! Hurray!</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>Mr. Data, thank you much.
You've saved our lives, our ship, and such.</dd>

<dt>Troi:</dt>

<dd>We still must save the Indran planet-</dd>

<dt>Data:</dt>

<dd>Which, by the way, is made of granite...</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>Enough, you android. Please desist.
We understand-we get your gist.
But can we get our ship to go?
Please, make it so, please make it so.</dd>

<dt>Geordi:</dt>

<dd>There's sabotage among the wires,
and that's what started all the fires.</dd>

<dt>Riker:</dt>

<dd>We have a saboteur? Oh, no!
We need to go! We need to go!</dd>

<dt>Troi:</dt>

<dd>We must seek out the traitor spy,
and lock him up, and ask him why?</dd>

<dt>Worf:</dt>

<dd>Ask him why? How sentimental.
I say give him problems dental.</dd>

<dt>Troi:</dt>

<dd>Are any Romulan ships around?
Have scanners said that they've been found?
Or is it Borg or some new threat
that we haven't heard of yet?
I sense no malice in this crew.
Now what are we supposed to do?</dd>

<dt>Crusher:</dt>

<dd>Captain, please, the Indrans need us.
They cry out, Help us, clothe us, feed us!
I can't just sit and let them die!
A doctor must attempt-must try!</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>Doctor, please, we'll get there soon.</dd>

<dt>Crusher:</dt>

<dd>They may be dead by Tuesday noon.</dd>

<dd>*Commercial break, commercial break.
How long will these dumb ads take?*</dd>

<dt>Worf:</dt>

<dd>The saboteur is in the brig.
He's very strong and very big.
I had my phaser set on stun-
A zzzip! A zzzap! Another one!
He would not budge, he would not fall.
He would not stun, no, not at all!
He changed into a stranger form,
all soft and purple, round and warm.</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>Did you see this, Mr. Worf?
Did you see this creature morph?</dd>

<dt>Worf:</dt>

<dd>I did and then I beat him fairly,
hit him on the jaw-quite squarely.</dd>

<dt>Riker:</dt>

<dd>My commendations, Klingon friend!
Our troubles now are at an end.</dd>

<dt>Crusher:</dt>

<dd>Now let's get our ship to fly,
and orbit yonder Indran sky!</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>LaForge, please tell me we can go...?</dd>

<dt>Geordi:</dt>

<dd>Yes, sir, we can.</dd>

<dt>Picard:</dt>

<dd>Then make it so!</dd></dl>



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Very Well Done :D

I love it. Sent it to lots of Star Trek fans, or those that put up with the fact that I am one. :D

Oldie but a goodie.

Help me, help me, Mr. Spock- I seem to have gone and lost my sock!

:D